Here we are at a quarter after nine, and I’m pushing the boundaries of wakefulness. This getting up and exercising thing knackers a person! Today, according to the Celtic calendar, is the first day of spring. Imbolc, or St. Brigid’s day, which explains why people’ve been selling St. Brigid’s crosses on the street all week. I did not know, previous to discussing this with Mom, that I knew off the top of my head that the name for the first day of spring was “Imbolc”, but when Mom said it…
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I’m gonna trade this life for fortune and fame
Typing up a little blog entry, just, y’know, to get my fingers used to the idea of typing. It helps! Honest! Or maybe it gives me a false sense of productivity, ’cause words are appearing on the screen and therefore I must be working… The other night I was watching a tv show in which they were discussing minimalist homes, and the commentator said that often people with introvert tendencies like minimalist designs a lot because there’s not a lot of distracting external output. Extroverts, she said, tend to prefer…
mostly metrics
Mom harangued me into actually getting to the needed quota today, so wordcount for January 2008 is officially 41,200. Not quite in Cherie Priest’s extremely excellent 53K for the month, but well ahead of the 1K a day minimum I set myself. (In fact, for those of you keeping track at home, I’m slightly ahead of the average 1300 words a day I’d need to make the two million mark by the end of the year…a goal which I have no intention of setting.) At some point here I’m going…
busy day
On a list of things I never, ever thought I’d hear anyone say: I actually thought of you briefly while I was watching a naked man wrestle my cat for rope. No one’s life can be all bad, into which a comment like that falls. :) Today has been extremely hectic. I got up and gymmed (I don’t care about peak and off-peak hours. I want Music Blasting From Overhead Speakers and No Music Blasting From Overhead Speakers hours. A gym membership is a luxury item. If people can afford…
vaguely gloomy
I knew by the time I was into the second chapter of the book that the first chapter was dead weight. I kinda thought I’d keep it where it was until I got to the end and ran over, and then I could just whack out six thousand words really easily and feel all accomplished and stuff. However, in adding new material to support the emotional impact of the storyline, I began re-arranging stuff, and almost instantly it became clear that having this extraneous chapter whose real purpose was to…